soapghost circus au
ghost’s an extreme motorcycle stunt performer - globe of death, riding on his back wheel along tightropes, that sort of thing
soap’s a fire breather/dancer. he’s a roaming performer; he just finds empty spaces or bored people and starts twirling
he pretends not to notice the way he always wanders towards a certain tent every night to watch a certain masked daredevil defy gravity. he thinks he's slick and that ghost won't notice him in the crowd, completely forgetting that he's carrying something that happens to be on fire
ghost couldn't miss him if he tried
one day off, soap's trialing fire whips; he loves the loud crack and the way the flame licks through the air and maybe he's a little too impatient to practice with non flaming whips first, even though he's never used one before
he's covered in soot and fine welts where the tip of the whip keeps flicking back up at him, cutting through his shirt and stinging his skin but he doesn't let that stop him. it starts to stick to him, damp with sweat and blood and he's quick to strip it off; throwing it to the side to keep practicing
when soap finally gets a few good cracks in a row and breaks to celebrate, he almost jumps out of his skin when he sees the masked rider leaning against a trailer watching him
of all the times he's wanted ghost to talk to him, this is not one of them
he wanted to impress him, dance for him with his flaming batons and be mesmerised by his fluidity and skill
not catch him filthy and struggling with something as basic as a whip
he's ready for ghost to ream him out for not having control over the whip - he's known throughout the circuit for expecting utter perfection in his routines - but when ghost finally does speak, it's only to ask if he's done for the day
soap falters for a moment. he wanted to get some consistency with the whip before he stopped, but he's starting to feel the hours of practice; muscles aching and skin blistered with minor burns
he says he is and ghost pushes off the trailer, nodding his head to make soap follow. he brings him back to his trailer and tells him to clean up then takes out his personal med kit to treat the grazes on soap's skin
soap's shocked; for all that he loves to watch ghost perform, they've never really talked before
part of why he joined the circus was so he wouldn't be a burden on anyone, the oldest in a family with too many mouths to feed and not even time to nurture, and here he is taking up ghost's valuable practice time bc he wasn't good enough to handle his own discipline. he tries to brush him off, downplaying the burns and tries to leave before half them can be treated but ghost just glares and orders him to sit back down
ghost does expect perfection from himself but it isn’t out of any malice or ego; it's bc he knows if he isn't perfect, he could very easily die. he’s picked a dangerous profession and he gives it the respect it deserves. there isn't any shame in being a novice or failing at something; he thinks there's a lot of beauty in having the courage to get back up again and again
so every day he watches soap practice and bullies him into his trailer to put him back together bc he knows he won't do it by himself
and every night soap wanders over to ghost's section of the fair grounds, in awe of his skill and wishing he could be worthy of the care he gives him
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Tiny mer Jed: "Well they ain't keeping us in this bowl!" (jumps out of the bowl dragging Octavius along and they land with a small wet splat on the floor)
Tiny mer Octavius: (stunned, shakes his head) "Reckless fool! What in Neptune's name are you doing!?"
Jed: "We flop to freedom or we die trying!"
*tiny wet slapping noises as the duo flop away across the floor*
Ok who's gonna write a fic about that
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Peter by Taylor Swift about childhood friends to lovers to strangers Isagi x reader fic, where you guys were together until Isagi left for Blue Lock, and due to his quick uprising both decided to take a break so he could focus on his career.
Except that you guys never came back together.
You waited from him, expecting a message after he arrived from Blue Lock, bitting your nails down to the quick.
You watched his games from your home and heard about him in the streets from the mouths of others (foulmouthed, calculative, and terrorific in the field. He was Blue Lock's Ace. No longer your Yoichi) while your lips were forgetting the shape of his name.
Years later, you were different people with careers raising over the corpse of your relationship. But even then, finding you singing mournfully on the piano was not how Isagi would have ever imagined to meet you again.
He took a step towards you in a daze when an arm fell over his shoulders, his teammates pulling him towards the bar where the rest of the people were, away of the agonizing ghost on the stage.
When he looked back, you were no longer there.
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Concept sketch of my new JJBA self insert and her stand, BellaDonna (who will eventually be known as Madonna). Inspired by the song 'Like a Prayer' by...well, Madonna! @sapphire-heart-tippy
(lore dump under the cut, TW for mentions of animal injury and religious trauma)
My self insert (who will also go by Jane) grew up in a deeply religious family and tried to be a good jehovah's witness child that made her parents proud.
One day, she comes up with the power to heal various injuries and ailments, almost to the point of being able to revive the dead. She figures she's given this power by the lord himself and vows to do good with it, but when she's found using them to heal a bird that had been wounded by a cat, her mother falls into hysterics thinking that she MUST be possessed by the devil to have such abilities.
She's punished and shunned by her community while her mother prays for a cure and though she tries to repent her power doesn't seem to go away, so eventually her mother snaps and drags her into the wilderness and attempts to throw her to the bottom of an old well.
Her Stand, which had previously not manifested physically, appears then to cushion her fall and eventually she manages to pull herself out of the well with her Stand's help, who she now believes to be a guardian angel. But not wanting to return home, she runs away to face the world alone, growing jaded and bitter over time. She loses all of her faith, and the power to heal inverts itself, becoming a sort of poison. Something that LEECHES life, rather than heal it.
When she's an adult (my age irl so 25 I guess) she's made her way by becomes a bounty hunter/assassin using her Stand and eventually catches the attention of Dio. Who takes her in and explains to her what her Stand REALLY is, promising to teach her how to properly wield those powers if she agrees to serve him. She reluctantly takes his offer, but starts to see him as a familial figure, since no one else had ever tried to nurture or even accept her gift. Dio is the one who giver her Stand the name BellaDonna, after the deadly plant!
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some assorted (chronological but not consecutive lol) panels from a comic i’ve been working on now and then. it’s getting longer than intended and honestly i might just start over and make it more polished. but if/when that day comes here’s some sketches i liked
the plot is about when maccready returns to the commonwealth w duncan and leon. introductions all around.
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lmaooo, who is this brave warrior hiding behind the walls of anonymity, just like nyra in the castle walls?
yes, Aegon is the only r@pist in the show, because Daemon and Viserys have never-never f@cked little girls, and Rhaenyra has never-never forced sex on Сriston, who openly expressed his disagreement~
the term "the right way" has never been used in the post, but if you ask me, yes, supplying pits with bastards is the right way, because only a real people's king will sacrifice his sperm for the sake of a show for smallfolk 😍😎
murders for their benefit? as they should! after all, someone has to be assholes against the background of the highly moral Daemon and Rhaenyra, who definitely never-never killed an innocent servant to legally f@ck 🥴
Anon obviously doesn't have critical thinking, so I'm not sure they'll see the irony. but it does not deserve a serious answer either because they deliberately distort the facts. soooo... anon, look at this ->
Aegon, as a decent family man, took his wife and children to the fighting pits to have a good time together 🥰🥰🥰
p.s. pic not mine.
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